weak kneed
all alone
just there waiting
kneeling, finally a prayer comes
midway, up the mountain
all prayers stop
giving way
to god himself
in silence
just above the treeline
the sun sets
a new relationship with god begins
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Photographer, poet, teacher, complementary medicine provider, interfaith minister, and former economic developer. Holds a Doctorate in Divinity, Master of Divinity, Master of Mind-Body Medicine, and Bachelor of Arts degree in Anthropology. Clinical certifications in Reiki, guided meditation, life purpose coaching, and spiritual counseling. Author of 12 books, including two new books in the contemporary spirituality field. Learn more here.
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Poetic Alchemist 
Paul: Thanks. I think for me too…especially meditation and yoga.
Wordless prayer, for me, has been the most meaningful.
Thanks Dan, Gautami and Polona. Gautami: It is a little deep.
beautiful
Verydeep…..
(silence)